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The clouds were like lead sinkers, and the sky was gloomy, and there was no wind in sight.

Lin Zhao stood with his hands in his hands, standing on top of the giant sword-like magic weapon, his handsome face was a little deep.

For some reason, I always have a bad premonition in my heart.

Judging by the usual experience, this is never a good thing.

At the moment, he is secretly calculating, wanting to find out.

Dozens of breaths passed, and Lin Zhao set his eyes on Taixu Zhenyi.

Maybe it's because both the master and apprentice are proficient in the way of mathematics, and the other party is also frowning at this time.

Sensing Lin Zhao's gaze, Tai Xuzhen suddenly looked back, and the two looked at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

In fact, not only the Taixu master and apprentice, but also several other primordial gods, and even some of the real people in the Chengdan period, all had warning signs in their hearts.

After cultivating to the primordial stage, although it is impossible to know everything in advance.

However, mana, supernatural powers, and divine souls are one, and the innate spirits in the underworld are becoming more and more acute, and there is a good chance that they will not make a mistake if they act intuitively.

Unless there is a powerful hand to cover the heavens and blind the innate spiritual sense.

At this time, there was a clear warning from the master of the number of masters, how could the other Genshin Shinichi dare to be lazy.

I don't know what kind of plan a few great powers have made, the giant sword did not stop at all, and it flew in less than a cup of tea for more than sixty miles.

Coming to the mouth of the Scarlet Canyon, the cultivators walked on foot.

The stone chambers on both sides of the cliffs are like beehives, and there are monks stationed in the Hanging Sword Mountain, closely watching the movements in the canyon.

Entering from the canyon, there are various large arrays arranged within ten miles to the north to prevent the Wu clan from secretly attacking.

In this operation, the cultivators did not hide it, and were ready to rush straight to the past.

Since you want to kill Wu Liwei, you will be crushed head-on in a dignified manner, and there is no need to hide it.

Ten miles later, all the cultivators rose into the air, the sword of the sword, and the method of escape.

The wind in the canyon is like a knife, cold and biting, and the monk must be blessed with protective spells to resist it, even so, a careless person will be swept into the flesh by the yin wind.

The ice cliffs on both sides of the canyon reach into the sky, and the contrast between the dark rocks and the white ice and snow is even more abrupt and dazzling.

From south to north, there are still more than 2,000 miles to reach the northern end, and the canyon is winding and winding, not a straight road.

As he went deeper into the canyon, Lin Zhao heard thunder resounding in the lead clouds above, and after dozens of breaths, snowflakes fell, sporadic at first, and slowly became bigger and bigger.

The heavens and the earth became vast, and ordinary eyes could not see anything beyond a hundred feet.

This is a unique scenic spot in the Oniiwa Mountain Range called "Thunder and Snow".

At this time, the Ghost Rock Mountain Range is extremely terrifying, if you don't know the severity and fly directly from above, even the monks of the Cheng Dan period have the possibility of falling.

The reason for this is that the entire Ghost Rock Mountain Range is extremely cold, and the cold air emitted by the ice and snow for 10,000 years is mixed in the heavenly wind, and it gathers the vitality of heaven and earth and the unique evil qi of the Northern Heaven and Centipede Continent, forming a terrible "Ice Evil Yin Wind".

These "icy winds" shrouded more than 20,000 zhang in the air above the Ghost Rock Mountain Range.

Occasionally, there are people who don't know the depth of the outer continent and cultivate their own mana, and they want to cross the Ghost Rock Mountain Range and go to the Wu Clan's realm to find heaven and earth treasures, but in the end they turn into ice mounds and fall.

If you want to fly directly over the Ghost Rock Mountain Range, it will be safer to pass from an altitude of about 30,000 zhang.

Of course, once it is discovered by the Wu clan after the past, it often ends up being more miserable, and over the past countless years, rumors of cannibalism have been circulated among many scattered cultivators.

And a lot of them believe it.

More than 2,000 miles seems to be a long time, but in fact, the original god can be reached by casting a method of movement, but the blood canyon has been fighting all year round, and the space here is a little chaotic.

If it is not good, not only will it not be able to move where it wants to go, but it may fall into the depths of the void turbulence.

A quarter of an hour later, the eight primordial gods in front of them stopped at the same time, and more than fifty Cheng Dan stage real people in the back, including Lin Zhao, stood in the air, bathed in the vast flying snow.

Tai Xuzhen nodded at Taijing Zhenren, Taijing Zhenren looked calm, and walked forward to take a closer look.

On the side of Hanging Sword Mountain, there were also two monks with old faces who performed the pupil technique, deducing while checking it.

Lin Zhao knew that this was preparing to break the ban arranged by the Wu Clan.

There are witch sacrifices among the witch clan, and these witch sacrifices, unlike war witches, are often proficient in many strange and unpredictable methods.

Among them, "Witch Forbidden" is one of them.

It's similar to the Terran circle and the ban, but the two have the same effect.

The witch festival uses the unique evil element of the witch clan to arrange the witch ban, and the truth of it involves the secret of its bloodline, which is strictly calculated as another system.

Lin Zhaoshi exhibited the "Purple and Green Thunder Pupil", and while checking the various traces of the witch ban, he secretly learned how to crack it.

With the formation master's formation level foundation, at least Lin Zhao could easily feel the relevant context when he learned it, and the other monks were completely confused.

More than ten miles ahead, there are many grottoes on both sides of the ice cliff.

In a grotto, more than a dozen giant men sit on top of a stone pier, grilling meat around a large fire pit.

Facing the entrance of the cave, there was a bald giant man who was closing his eyes and recuperating, surrounded by pale red air currents, echoing the qi and blood in his body, making a dull roar.

The giant man on the side seemed to be accustomed to it, his expression remained unchanged, and he silently turned the stone fork in his hand, and the smell of barbecued meat echoed in the closed grotto.

Half a cup of tea time passed, and the bald giant man opened his eyes, his eyes were like flames beating, and a terrifying coercion dispersed in all directions.

"Feidi, is there any manpower to patrol outside?"

A magnificent voice emanated from the mouth of the bald giant, echoing in the grotto.

The first man on the left, who was thin and seemed to be surrounded by a whirlwind, immediately stood up and saluted, slapped his chest and said:

"Returning to Elder Xuan, the brothers are in a team of five and have never stopped patrolling!"

"Well, the Terran sword cultivators of Hanging Sword Mountain have never had a good temper, so you must be vigilant. ”

Fei Di saluted again, and was about to say something when suddenly a cyan wind flew from outside the grotto, bringing a terrible scream.

Seeing this, the other giants immediately put down their palms to roast the meat, and got up in a hurry, and one after another visions rose outside their bodies.

There is black water turning into a strange python coiling around the body, there is a phantom shadow of a towering giant tree appearing behind him, there is a golden and iron gas turning into an illusory battle fight, and there is a cyan dragon shadow holding up the master's figure......

Streams of savage aura filled the grotto, and the battle intent that struck the heavens and the earth hit every inch of the void.

Fei Di stretched out his palm and probed into the whirlwind, and after a few breaths, his face changed greatly:

"Elder, the Terrans are coming!"

Zhu Xuan's body suddenly turned into a cloud, setting it off like a god of fire descending into the world, and a happy look appeared on his face:

"Hahaha, it's snowing heavily, and it's a good time to fight.

Brothers, go meet these toothpick-only sissies!"

"No!"

Thirteen giant men beat their chests at the same time, followed behind Zhu Xuan, and strode towards the outside of the grotto.

Outside the grotto, the snow on the ground was already half a foot, and the sky was blank, drowsy, and dark.

The wind danced violently, making the snowflakes fly like flying arrows.

In the various grottoes, the war witches who heard the movement poured out one after another, their eyes exuding a blazing light, and each blood was like a dragon, rushing straight to Xiao Han.

Four or five miles away, the thunder and lightning outside the Fushi True One formed a "thunder shield", and the electric light in his eyes was uncertain, and he suddenly laughed:

"The barbarians have come over, ready to do it!"

Lin Zhao nodded to Hexuan and Hechen beside him, signaling the other party to be careful.

Then he said to He Chen: "Don't rush forward, the imperial envoy god thunder in the rear is!"

"Senior brother, you should also be more careful, these witch clans are too strong in the flesh. ”

Listening to Hechen's advice, Lin Zhao just bowed slightly, took a few steps forward, and followed behind Taixu Zhenyi.

After more than a dozen breaths, Lin Zhao saw the giants bouncing like flying, flying like meatballs, carrying a chilling killing machine.

On the side of the Shenxiao Sect, the voice of Taijing Zhenren came: "The three of them form a formation, ready to lay down the 'Earth Combination Thunder Killing Array'!"

The tone is like ten thousand years of ice, hard and crystalline, without the slightest panic.

The "Earth Combination Thunder Killing Array" takes the "Five Thunder Dafa" as the key link, and takes the three branches of the earth as the key to form "Shen Zichen Water Line True Thunder, Yin Wu Fire Line True Thunder, Si Youchou Gold Line True Thunder, Hai Mao Weimu Line True Thunder".

The four true thunders of metal, wood, water, and fire seem to be a single attribute, but they are not.

For example, among the true thunder of Shen Zichen's water line, there are five divine thunders: Gengjin Divine Thunder, Wutu Divine Thunder, Renshui Divine Thunder, Guishui Divine Thunder, and Yimu Divine Thunder.

Such a composite divine thunder is extremely powerful, and it is the most suitable to deal with a physically strong person like the Wu Clan, and there is also the sword cultivation of Hanging Sword Mountain to "mend the sword" in the rear.

As soon as Taijing's words fell, the twenty-four Chengdan stage real people of Shenxiao Sect formed eight groups, except for the two true ones of Fu Shi and Taixu, Taijing and Lin Zhao did not participate in them.

On Taijing's side, there were three sword cultivators from the Hanging Sword Mountain who protected him in the center, shouldering the burden of commanding the battle array.

Lin Zhao shot at will, mainly for emergency relief.

On the side of Hanging Sword Mountain, a sword cultivator with three long beards and an elegant face named "Liu Chonghua" assumed the responsibility of the central command.

"The four teams of A, B, C, and D laid down the 'Flying Frost Phantom Killing Sword Array' in front of the Daoists of the Shenxiao Sect, the four teams of Wuji Gengxin each performed the 'Cold Star Sword Technique', and the two teams of Non Qi fought on their own, paying attention to the formation!

Obey the order before you act. ”

Nearly two hundred or so Three-Pattern War Witches stepped on the snow, their muscles and muscles bulging, and their qi and blood were circulating rapidly in their bodies, exuding heat like an oven.

The earth rumbled, and in the midst of the snow, it seemed as if thousands of horses were crushing it.

Soon the distance between the two sides was less than three hundred zhang, and Tai Jing Zhenyi's cold voice sounded again: "Fight!"

As soon as the words fell, thunderclouds were already rolling in the air, and one after another divine thunder was brewing in it, which could fall at any time.

Liu Chonghua also shouted to himself: "Out of the sword!"

In an instant, one after another sword light diverged, some turned into dozens, some turned into hundreds, the sword aura was cold, the light and shadow were intertwined, and it turned into a magnificent and brilliant sword light curtain in front of everyone.

The curtain seems to be virtual and real, and the phantoms are stacked on top of each other, like frost falling, containing endless killing opportunities.

In less than a breath from the two commanders issuing the decree, more than 20 war witches who rushed to the forefront had already cultivated less than a hundred feet at close range, and approached the position of the sword curtain.

"Fall!" Tai Jingzhen's coquettish voice came, although the female voice was naturally weak, but the majestic domineering in it was exposed.

In an instant, the electric dragon fell from the sky, shining brightly, and the thunder exploded to suppress all the noise.

The electric light of different colors met in the air, and before it fell to the ground, it had turned into pillars of electric light the thickness of a bucket.

Immediately after that, each pillar of electric light differentiated again, turning into more than ten thunderbolts the thickness of a wrist, scattered and split.

The more than twenty war witches still didn't understand, so each of them was hit by four or five thunderbolts.

"Ahh......h

The screams sounded at the same time, and these war witches, who were magnificent in blood and incomparable in flesh, didn't have time to show their abilities, they fell to the ground one after another, and the electric light on their bodies kept wandering.

The skin was scorched black, and the internal organs turned into black charcoal, and he died suddenly.

The skulls of several war witches were directly broken, and as soon as the brains were splashed out, they turned into ashes and scattered.

There were two or three of them who were still dying, struggling with all their might, and the mad fighting spirit, and the momentum of not knowing what death was, seemed to say:

I can still fight!

I want to express my bravery and impact the hearts of my opponents.

It's just that these struggles are just in vain, even if the war witch doesn't die, what can it be?

The monks present had not been sharpened from countless battles, and how could they have been afraid of the useless demonstrations of the mere remnants.

In an instant, several sword lights flew and beheaded him.

A dead war witch is a good war witch!

The battle has officially begun, and this is not even an appetizer for today's big war.

Above the many real people, the eight primordial gods are lined up.

Lin Zhao stood in silence, standing still not far from Taixu Zhenyi, his face full of indifference.

There were constantly war witches pouring in, and all kinds of visions rose up from their bodies, and some of them carried the baptism of divine thunder and rushed into the sword curtain.

Suddenly, the sword curtain changed again, turning into a torrent of rolling sword light.

The sound of "clanging" came, and seven or eight war witches covered in blood spurted jumped out, their fists glowing with different lights, and they crushed everyone in the air.

Before they could get close, there was already a continuous explosion in the air, causing the amulets outside the bodies of many monks to begin to deform and collapse.

Liu Chonghua's calm voice came out: "Cold Star Sword Technique, out!"

In an instant, thousands of cold stars pierced the vast wind and snow, like a dream, seducing the soul!

The war witches on the opposite side had hundreds of sword qi in each body, some of which were resisted by their powerful bodies and secret techniques, but most of them directly broke through their bodies, forming blood holes one after another.

The incomparably sharp sword qi began to wreak havoc in the body of the war witch, causing it to fall to the ground and die in an instant!

More and more war witches broke through the sword formation, and gradually the battle began to be fierce.

"Hahaha, the son of the human race, you actually have the courage to kill to the northern end, could it be that you are here to send you to death?"

As the voice sounded, eleven tall figures walked towards the cultivators as if they were strolling leisurely.

Thousands of feet apart, but the incomparable momentum has been crushed like a river and a sea.

After years of fighting, many Wu clans are proficient in the human language, and even their temperament has unconsciously become treacherous.

So far, the four-striped war witch has finally appeared.

"The barbarian of the Wu clan dares to go south, but he can't be wiped out by my human monks?"

Xuan Kill Zhenyi's tone was as sharp as sword light, and he did not show weakness, and went straight to the past.